User blog comment:Bartholomew Billberry Bowstring/The Redwall Food Fight-RELOADED/@comment-25220117-20130531195137

''The long feast tables of Redwall Abbey seemed to go on forever, laden heavily with food of un-imaginable proportions, almost snapping the legs of the tables as the food weighed down upon them. The Tapestry of Martin the Warrior as well as his sword were taken down and locked somewhere safe in anticipation of the deadly fight soon to take place, and the room lay silent and dark for a moment. Then the torches suddenly flamed to life, and the first contestants stepped into the room, shooting eachother dark glances out of the corners of their narrowed eyes, their throwing-paws twitching just so slightly as they awaited for the first pie to be thrown...Brigadier Bartholomew Waltscallow, dressed in his finest uniform, took up a berry pie from a table and weighed it down in his paw, carefully examining the future missile with a wary eye and grim smile on his grizzled features''